User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2246928-20140729155901/@comment-2246928-20140802223303

A stoat skids into view. His lip curled into a hateful snarl, he waves his short-sword towards the three otters. "Fire! An' don't blazin' miss dis time!" He dodges to the side as six more vermin gather up before the three otters, haphazardly loosing shafts at their targets.